love your little tenderness

Chapter 20 Kissing
She moved her lips and said two words——

"Hu Ge!"

wow——

Someone took a breath.

Shen Ci's abyss-like phoenix eyes gradually formed a thick layer of ice.

Under the ice layer is the emotion of tumbling, breaking through the ice at any time.

"Hu Ge? I also like Hu Ge, and I especially like the TV series he acts in."

One of the little girls interrupted.

The crowd suddenly realized.

No wonder the name is so familiar, it turned out to be a star!

Chen Xiaoshi and Zhang Zhe breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Shen Ci was stunned for three seconds before he realized it.

Suddenly the thick ice crackled and melted, ushering in a ray of spring breeze.

Zhichu glanced at the dishes on the table, and then quietly picked up the chopsticks.

Shen Ci poured a glass of wine, thinking of the scene he saw in the hall before, another inexplicable irritability arose.

Zhichu tugged at the corner of Shen Ci's clothes and asked, "Are you thirsty?"

Shen Ci didn't react for a moment.

Zhichu's eyes fell on the glass of beer.

"Alcohol doesn't quench your thirst."

Soft and waxy, like young shoots in early spring, it wants to be cared for carefully.

For some reason, the restlessness in Shen Ci's body disappeared immediately.

He smiled lowly, his eyes narrowed.

Zhichu: "..."

Shen Ci licked the corner of his mouth, he wanted more.

"I'm a little dizzy, I want to drink water."

His voice was hoarse, with a hint of drunkenness.

"..."

Zhichu glanced at him, then poured him a glass of warm water.

With a smile in his eyes, Shen Ci reached out to take it.

The warm fluid passes through the mouth, down the esophagus, and falls in.

Warm, very warm.

Especially heart.

He has been for a long time—

I have never felt warmth like this before.

Shen Ci stared at the glass of water and lightly rubbed the quilt.

It seems that what you are holding is Qiongxiang nectar in your hand, and you are not willing to drink it.

Shen Ci stared at it for a while, and put it into his mouth again. Every time he took a sip, he would pause for a few seconds before taking another sip.

Over and over again, the last drop is not left.

Shen Ci licked the corner of Wei Yang's mouth.

Then use this cup to pour another cup of warm water.

Push it to Zhichu.

Zhichu was puzzled.

"Reciprocity, I'll pour you a glass too. Be good, drink it!"

"..."

good?
She is not a child, how do you use this word?

Zhi Chu flattened her mouth.

After a long time, she reached out to take it, and under the burning eyes, she took a sip.

The smile in Shen Ci's eyes deepened.

The tip of his tongue touched the upper jaw.

Does that count as an indirect kiss?

rounding--

It's kissing!
Shen Ci's inner thoughts now are——

He kissed her little deskmate! ! !

Kissed!
Kissed!

She is his!
Shen Ci couldn't hold back, and suddenly laughed.

The smiling flowers trembled.

The room was filled with Shen Ci's lingering laughter.

Long and long, deep and powerful.

Crowd: ? ? ?
Is this extreme joy begets sorrow?
Still very sad and happy?
Zhichu, who was drinking water, heard his low laughing voice, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

What are you crazy about?
Shen Ci laughed for about a minute, and everyone looked at him quietly for a minute.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that he couldn't hold back just now.

He raised his eyebrows and glanced at everyone: "Is there something on my face?"

Everyone: "..." No.

After lunch, Sun Manman stood where he was, watching Shen Ci, who was slightly drunk, being supported by Zhichu, with hatred.

Shen Ci narrowed his eyes slightly, and put his arms on Zhi Chu's thin shoulders.

He almost put his entire body weight on Zhichu.

Zhichu looked at Shen Ci out of breath, with a smile on his lips.

Zhichu patted his cheek: "Shen Ci! Shen Ci!"

Shen Ci opened his eyes, and the warm air sprayed on Zhichu's fair neck.

A slightly drunk voice: "What's wrong?"

Zhichu frowned: "You, you are too heavy! Let Song Ziyu and Zhang Zhe help you."

(End of this chapter)